Voices
This song is about voices that have manifested in my mind. At first it was only a week or 3. It all started 11 years ago, right about the time the brain initiutive started, and I just happehed to be in Hymen City at that time, a city known for its ecnredible technolohical advances, and that was also the first time I heard the voices). Now maybe they have ties to South Africa, and they pick they're targets well. Anybody with any pree-existing mentak condition, which means 25% of humanity. Add to that reacreational drug use and the percentage drastically drops.
I have had to live with them never shutting up for a full year recently, do you know what that is like when in the "real world" you have a psychotic that has it in for you, smears your name, lies about you being aggressive, yet he us the one ever to puch me a shiner, through my broken glassess. He even pushed by mype in my ckassroom one day about money i do not owe him, thank God no kids were around, 1st thing I did was dop my broom to the floor when I saw he was trying to steal my phone, I took it back, the was the usual 2 mebpn hardly poshing each other around, he then damages his arm takes photos and claims... wait for it... I attacked him with the broomstick! What a lying miacreant piece of shit must you be to be that much of a pschopath.
My point being, beween the experiment ("voices"), COVID19, no full time job because of this psycho, and then deeking with all the plethora of shit that comes my way from this hidious madman,.
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I remember one morning in the middle of winter
I woke up in my bed... but I was an Imposter
I autodrove and hoped nobody'd figure out
V:2
I admit I've got problems, books didn't help only to condemn
Drugs simply numbed them and helped me ignore them
Maybe I'm damaged goods, fuck what a cliché
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The ups and the downs
Life would be simple if I was normal
The ups and the downs
Always a stranger, casual or formal
V:3
The human condition, much has been written
Read them all, and still I'm this... person
Laugh when I cry, no lessons I can apply
V:3
Heroin, morphine, paid a heavy price, I gave up long ago
But some pills, s'long their legal I won't say no
And I pose no danger, I pray alot and get much guidance
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I started heaeing voices 11 years ago, at first I thought them intelligent
I've since learnt their pure evil and an invassive brain experiment
I hope and pray everyday, for my hell to be heard
And the worse part of all, is that I've figured out how they work
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The ups and the downs, but now they hear your narraters voice
Our thoughts are narrated, and the tech exists to hear that shit
And wanna hear crazy, they can talk back into a person's mind
And my "voices" began exactly when the brain initiative started
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Oh my dear, never! Human testing is just not done
Tell that to the people in the 90s to whom Clinton apologised
People with no knowledge that their brains had had implants
People who never volunteered, but hey, who the hell needs their grants
And if you think that's bad, let Youtube be your leading guide
Check for worst human experiments about which mankind has lied
Gassing soldiers, radiaition on babies, it's enough to make you sick
So why so hard for people to see, the voices is not my mind's trick
......we do not live in the 80s, learn about new tech, I promise it will blow your mind, and maybe me for writing this song, maybe you will see iypt my way........
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